Ok...to anyone who thought that I would actually have a britney song be the greatest power ballad of all time--you are mental, seeing as I'm writing a fic that makes fun of itself. Oh, and sorry about the delay in posting. I was really busy.
Chapter 7
George and Fred had seen a lot of disturbing things in their time, but this was by far the worst. There, on one of the fluffy common room chairs, sat Harry and Ginny, snogging.
"What the..." murmered Fred, using his gag reflex for the first time in years.
"POTTER!" George shouted, " We were joking about you snogging our sister! JOKING."
"Wha?" said Harry, pulling his mouth off of Ginny's.
"Dude!" screeched Fred, "You're snogging our sister! She's our sister! And you're snogging her! And she's our sister...ewww."
"I know..." said Harry, dazed, "She smells nice..."
"But DUDE! She's our sister! It's our duty as manly men to protect her!"
Ginny convulsed with laughter, "YOU, manly? I don't need protecting, anyway; I was the one who initiated the snogging."
Her brothers' jaws dropped, their eyes asking "why?"
"He was just so pathetic and--"
"I am NOT pathetic!"
"Harry, you were asking me whether I used Herbal Essences or Pantene ProV!"
"Ok, so I have an abnormal love of hair care," Harry
ran his hands through his thick, healthy black mane and continued
to snog Ginny. Twitching, the twins walked away.
***
"He's an idiot," said Parvati, crossing her arms, throwing her copy of Fred's song away, and turning away from a vexed Hermione.
"Well...I can't argue with you there," she replied, twisting herself around to face Parvati, "But the point is that he's our idiot, and I think we should be sensitive to his stupidity."
"I should be sensitive to him," she huffed, "When he doesn't give a flying puffskein about me?"
Hermione heaved a why-do-I-even-bother-I'd-much-rather-be-snogging-Ron-now sigh,
"That's where you're wrong. If you actually bothered to take a step out of this dorm room, you'd see what a mess he is--I mean, more messy than usual."
"I do love his sloppiness," she said with a twinkle in her eye, "And his blatant disregard for authority is so sex--"
"Please," Hermione tried not to throw up, "If you want to tell him, come down to the show with me."
They moved toward the doorway but discovered it was blocked by a dark and mysterious figure...
Nothing bad is going to happen. I just wanted to end the chapter.
